aku...

syaitan bersiul... aku bersiul...
aku berjalan... syaitan mengikut...
ku toleh kiri... ku toleh kanan...
kiri kanan kiri kanan kiri kanan...
dia berada di atas...
herdik... kencing... berak... tepat di kepala...
tepuk tangan kuat-kuat biar sampai putus tangan kau syaitan!
dibawah dagu ku ada malaikat...
separuh bogel tapi kuat...
tapi dia pulak buat hal!
malas kerja tapi claim over time...
terkejut aku melihat syaitan,lompat-lompat keseronokan...
malas aku nak layan malaikat,badan bersih kencing kuat...
jadi aku berjalan-jalan, hilangkan stress tepi sungai...
ada pokok... ada batu.... ada air... ada debu...
sambil bersiul mendendangkan lagu negaraku...
bersama babi dan dibawahnya adalah dosa ku... -kyl-

believe...

im a beautiful soldier...

wearing boots and vast,

flower and swear...

killing those who do not believe in love....

i seek,

and rip their hearts out...

i hang.

and spit into their mouths...

i throw,

and burn them from inside-out...

wacthing... smiling... laughing...  happily....

and feel exotic...

now im a beast...

a beautiful beast for my rasional belief...

a belief that has no horizontally mercy...

a belief that keeps on tochering me...

love keeps on tochering me...

hatred had overwhelming...

three... two... one... now...    -kyl